I'm continuing. Oh, and guess what? I got to go to the making of Harry Potter in Britain, and I now have a picture and DVD of myself flying around London on a broomstick. I also have a Marauder's Map mug and a Ravenclaw scarf. There was stuff like the Great Hall, Hermione and Cho's dresses from the Yule Ball, the skeleton from the DADA room, and the Lucius Malfoy wig. My favourites were Diagon Alley and the Black family tapestry.

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I probably should've remembered what I'd read in fanfictions. I woke up to something cold and wet soaking onto my face, and next thing, two voices yelling "Wake up!"

I sat up, pushing my soaked hair back and said "I'm up, okay? Why did you want to do that?"

"Well, we weren't sure you'd move otherwise." James said, with a mischievous smile. He was holding a bowl, which had obviously been full of water seconds ago. "You were happily snuggled up to Moony."

Remus was awake by now, but he hadn't seemed to be as bothered by the sudden shower. He was probably used to it – either that, or he felt too ill to register it. "What?" he muttered.

"We thought you'd at least tell us if you were shagging a girl in the same house!" Sirius exclaimed, this time to him.

I took a look, and paled. I was actually much closer to Remus than I had been when I first fell asleep.

"Oh, Padfoot, I don't think he trusts us any more!" James cried dramatically, bringing me back to the scene that was going on.

"Well, I never trusted you," I quipped, "So I wouldn't be surprised if someone smarter didn't either."

Peter woke up, and blinked. "Who did what?" he asked

Before James and Sirius could start pretending to cry all over each other, I quickly explained to Peter, my face burning, "I was sleeping in this room, and these two seem to think I was able to be completely silent and unmoving while seducing someone. Or being seduced. I only came down here to sleep, and they think that the reason I was next to Remus was less than innocent."

"Why didn't you just sleep in your own room?" Peter asked with complete innocence.

"Cause I needed to get away from my oh so darling boyfriend." I said with heavy sarcasm.

Right on cue, Draco wandered into the room, dressed completely immaculately, but clearly in a dark mood (I'd say black, but Sirius' first name is enough without using his last name as a pun too).

"We just wanted to know if one of our best mates was getting involved with a girl." Sirius said innocently. "You two looked pretty cosy there."

"Nothing happened." Remus said firmly. "I didn't even know she was there until you two drenched us."

"What I'd like to know is why she was there in the first place." James said.

"Ask him." I pointed to Draco. "He's the one who's been pawing me – and no, that does not need to turn into a pun, Sirius, I mean it!" I didn't want to have to explain that I get nervous around over-enthusiastic dogs, since one time a huge golden Labrador pinned me to the ground momentarily by jumping on me. I did not need to see anyone in their Animagus form. If Sirius discovered my phobia, he might take advantage of it...then again, he might consider how I felt.

It was a Saturday, and as I'd said, it was the day before the full moon, so Remus wasn't really in the position to do anything. It was on these days that the wolf was close to the surface, I'd read, and so I kept well out of his way. I did the same with Draco, making sure he didn't catch me alone. I was a little bit scared about what he'd do tonight with the boys out, and I even asked the other boys to teach me how to cast a Shield Charm, just in case Draco did try to Imperio me. In spite of their troublemaking tendencies, I knew James and Sirius always got good marks, so once I persuaded them, I picked it up fairly quickly, and thanked them profusely.

"It's because I only found out recently that I was a witch." I sighed. "If you see him giving me any more trouble, I'll give you full permission to hex him like he's Snape." I knew how much trouble they gave Snape when they were students – that was the main reason I didn't like the Marauders any more than I did. It was because James and Sirius seemed to enjoy humiliating Snape, Peter was an encouraging spectator, and even though Remus didn't join in, he pretty much ignored it.

Of course, I didn't say that to the boys, and the day passed peacefully. Of course, "peacefully" means only halfway calm when four infamous Gryffindor boys are hanging around. James and Sirius hardly ever managed to be quiet for longer than ten minutes, and for most of the day I was trying to write an essay. There wasn't much chance of it turning out good with those two bothering me every five minutes, whining that they were bored and I'd been writing it for the last few hours so surely I could go and have fun with them for an hour.

Eventually, I turned to them and said "Okay, here's my car key. Knock yourselves out." They looked a bit blank, so I added "It's an American expression. It means have fun, do whatever. Just don't crash the car, okay?" (I'd already taught them how to drive, although Sirius picked it up quickest, having driven a motorbike).

Then, at sunset, I told them to be safe and said goodbye before all four of them drove out to the isolated place they were going to be running around in that night. I guessed that they needed a certain amount of time to get to the right place before the moon rose. Then I turned around and immediately saw Draco, casually leaning against the kitchen doorway, his usual smirk fixed in place.

"What?" he said. "I was just going to ask if you were planning on being difficult again tonight."

"Funny." I quipped. "I was just going to ask if you'd keep your hands – and tongue – to yourself tonight."

I kept my wand close all evening, watching Draco warily. His smirk stayed in place, but he didn't do anything.

Then.

When I decided to go to bed for the night, I intended to lock my room as securely as possible, both with magic and without. But Draco wouldn't even give me a minute on my own, sticking to me like glue.

Finally, I sighed and said "If you don't leave me alone, I swear, I will hex you. The others have been teaching me a few good ones."

Draco gave a dramatic sigh. "I hoped you weren't going to be difficult. I really didn't want to do this." He got his wand out, but I was quick.

"Expelliarmus!" I screamed, pointing my wand at him. He wasn't expecting me to be so quick, and it worked, although I didn't catch it and it clattered to my feet. I quickly fired "Petrificus Totalus" at Draco. He dodged that one, and dived for his wand.

I racked my brains for the hex that hung someone upside down in the air, and fired "Levicorpus" just as Draco got hold of his wand. Then I paralyzed him again and then let him down.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I said sweetly, and walked off to my room, savouring my victory that I got with such little magic skill. It was a good thing the Marauders would be back tomorrow.

Well, maybe I won that one, but Draco's not one to give up. Please review!